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Aspiring AmericanTue, 14 Aug 2018 20:57:27 +0000enhourly1http://wordpress.com/https://secure.gravatar.com/blavatar/f5e0c6e1499abd1f54c3670c1a3c2376?s=96&d=https%3A%2F%2Fs0.wp.com%2Fi%2Fbuttonw-com.pngLisa Dabrowski's Bloghttps://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com
Joe’s Testimonialhttps://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2012/12/04/joes-testimonial/
https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2012/12/04/joes-testimonial/#respondTue, 04 Dec 2012 14:08:07 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=61It was in the late 1980s in a small town not far from New York City, was born a cute baby.As the child grew up he had a regular childhood, but one thing was very noticeable on the kid (will call him joe) he always tried to make sure that everybody around him should see him as a MAN. He studied martial arts, body building, etc, BUT what really was behind all that stuff, is a ”DIRTY SLAVE” who craves to be controlled and to be 100% dominated by his Mistress……….it took time till he was able to admit to him self that he’s a worthless piece of shit and is not worthy of pleasure or anything else! And the only thing he’s good for is ”pleasing his mistress”

After instance search for his mistressHe found ‘Mistress Rosie’!!!He immediately knew that this is HIS mistress he has to serve! And he caved!!!!!!

Dear mistress:The story is a true story, and its about me!

I am your slave and you own me and you have the power to do with me as you please!

I already crossed 5 lines I never thought I would ever cross. for you!

I love my mistress

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https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2012/06/25/60/#respondMon, 25 Jun 2012 15:35:04 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2012/06/25/60/Jameswfrobertsdapoet's Blog: Home Sweet Home (this is an excerpt only from my soon to be completed Erotic Horror Poery Collection, Tales from City Noir). Home sweet Home! hours minutes seconds days in China town, now nearly home.. Typed the code the door opens the emptiness of my apartment…]]>

]]>https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2012/06/25/60/feed/0lisadabrowskiI Adore You…xxhttps://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/26/i-adore-you-xx/
https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/26/i-adore-you-xx/#respondMon, 26 Jul 2010 15:00:28 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=53To adore someone, what does that mean? To be completely enamored with them, to worship the ground they walk on. To see beauty in them, often times when no one else sees the beauty that you see. The word “Adore” to me is actually the most romantic word in the global language there is, and it works on me everytime.

I adore many thing though. I adore the way my children listen to me. The way my daughter mothers her daughter, and the way my oldest son works hard for his paycheck.

I also adore the way my friends adore me.

I adore good music, and well written books, and movies.

I adore My Freedom and those who fight for it.

As Frankie Valli says, “My Eyes Adore you”…xx

]]>https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/26/i-adore-you-xx/feed/0lisadabrowskiComplicated? It is What it Ishttps://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/22/complicated-it-is-what-it-is/
https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/22/complicated-it-is-what-it-is/#commentsThu, 22 Jul 2010 23:56:39 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=51Why must we classify everything we do, down to the people in our lives? Recently it occurred to me that everyone on a social networking site I belong to, Facebook, seems to be preoccupied with announcing the status of their personal lives. Why should this even matter? Is it because we have an image to maintain. or possibly because we are a bit insecure? Sometimes it is a bit of both. Either way I have decided that social networking sites should have an ” It is What It Is” category. This basically means call it what you want, we do our thing and that’s that. It just works for us , PERIOD

This would work in a non judgmental world, but we know that is not the case. There is a bitch in every bunch.

Keeping your private life private is a good way to handle this. Not giving a crap and throwing caution to the wind is another, but there is much to be lost, and unfortunately Freedom does come at a cost, ask our soldiers.

I guess in a way we are all victims of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.

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https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/20/listen-to-the-children/#commentsTue, 20 Jul 2010 23:34:09 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=49Today My beautiful Baby Mama came running to me with tears in her eyes, actually streaming down her face. She was screaming about the oil killing her lobsters and fish. At first it didn’t dawn on me what she was talking about, until my sister entered the room. Seems My niece is upset by the current events in the Gulf and it’s effects on the wildlife.

I dried her tears, and held her in my arms. We talked about all the wildlife down in the Gulf, and how the Oil Spill has changed the scheme of things down there. She asked me to make her a Facebook Group to help the Gulf Wildlife. I made the group for her, and I will admit , for myself too.

We need to listen to the children, listen to their cries. They our are future., and if we don’t take care of the world they live in now, humanity will cease to exist. Maybe that is why they cry.

]]>https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/20/listen-to-the-children/feed/1lisadabrowskiIt’s Okay To Be Afraid, As Long As You Don’t Hidehttps://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/18/its-okay-to-be-afraid-as-long-as-you-dont-hide/
https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/18/its-okay-to-be-afraid-as-long-as-you-dont-hide/#respondSun, 18 Jul 2010 20:23:09 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=46Recently I have been using others for an excuse for my own insecurities and trepidation I am facing at this point in my life. It is so hard to admit that you are afraid of anything, especially when you are a strong aggressive woman. I am finally ready to admit that I am a tad bit afraid of jumping back into school and a new and challenging career, although it has been a lifelong passion of mine.

Fear of the unknown is not irrational. It is what I do with my fear that makes me sane or insane.

Several years ago I suffered from Agoraphopia. I could not leave my home, I was a prisoner of my own fear. This was the insanity, I hid from my problems rather than facing them and getting better. Until I was sick and tired of living the way I was living, life was full of darkness and seemed hopeless. I don’t wish to ever revisit that point in my life.

I force myself to socialize today, I don’t hide from people at the door. I go out with my friends for karaoke every Friday night. I get up there and sing and have returned to the social butterfly I always have been inside. My friends are so loving and supportive. My friends are my family. They remind me that I am capable of getting through anything, and I do the same for them. We support eachother’s decision’s. They won’t let me hide from myself.

Our time here is too precious to waste. Make the most of it.

]]>https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/18/its-okay-to-be-afraid-as-long-as-you-dont-hide/feed/0lisadabrowskiA New Chapter Beginshttps://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/16/a-new-chapter-begins/
https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/16/a-new-chapter-begins/#respondFri, 16 Jul 2010 05:30:42 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=42Today a new chapter began in my life. I signed all the necessary papers to attend Broadcasting school. It has taken me along time to get to this point, and this is not a step that I have taken lightly.

I am forty years old and beginning life over, while I am excited I will admit that I am a bit scared. I have been out of the workforce for awhile, I have been at home raising my autistic son Matthew, and concentrating on getting myself well.

I suffered a great deal of abuse during my life and must admit didn’t quite know how to handle it for awhile and became lost in myself. After realizing I deserved help and finally sought help, my life began to change. I am able to love myself today, and self love is the most important love of all.

With my new found freedom I am ready to at last become a productive part of society, and try to give back to America what she has been giving me while I could not help myself.

]]>https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/16/a-new-chapter-begins/feed/0lisadabrowskiCrossroads-Just Doing Ithttps://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/13/crossroads-just-doing-it/
https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/13/crossroads-just-doing-it/#respondTue, 13 Jul 2010 20:46:33 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=40Seems for the majority of my life I have done what everyone else has wanted or expected of me. Not to say that I am bucking for Sainthood, believe me, I am anything but perfect. Still I have always done or said what was needed and wanted. I tried to be my father’s daughter, following his wishes learning everything I could about the medical field. No one can take this knowledge away from me and I am eternally grateful to my father for instilling the importance of education and the need for knowledge and common sense into me. It is an integral part of my foundation. I tried to be a good wife, often times forgiving abuse that should have never been tolerated let alone been forgiven, all the while thinking I was doing it for the children. Lastly I tried to be a Perfect Mother to my children. No one is perfect. I made many mistakes along the way, and for those I am remorseful. I did the best with what I had, and being sick myself, honestly did not know any better.

Today I do know better. I have had time to heal, and my children know right from wrong. They have all graduated high school. None of them are incarcerated, I am blessed that way.

I stand at a crossroads in my life. Now that I am in recovery, what do I do with my second chance? Do I spit in God’s Face by wasting it, or do something with it?

I have decided to change my life, follow my passion, and be me, Lisa Dabrowski.

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https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/12/second-chances/#respondMon, 12 Jul 2010 15:56:29 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=37Reflecting Back upon my life with complete honesty I can see the mistakes I have made. Am I remorseful? Of course. Can I change the past? No. All I can do is be the best possible person I can possibly be today.

I have been on a year long odyssey. Trying to find funds to return to school. I have been applying for scholarships to subsidize my grants. I would be so eternally grateful for a second chance to return to school and establish a career. To become a productive part of society.

This country was built on second chances, we had a second chance at life when we relocated from England. The Confederacy was given a second chance at life when their mistakes were pointed out and their injustice was made right.

I am thankful everyday that I have been given a second chance at life.

]]>https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/12/second-chances/feed/0lisadabrowskiWe Learn By Doinghttps://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/10/we-learn-by-doing/
https://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/2010/07/10/we-learn-by-doing/#respondSat, 10 Jul 2010 16:14:58 +0000http://lisadabrowski.wordpress.com/?p=34Yesterday I auditioned for an on air position for a Sports Radio station. They told me they liked me , although they didn’t quite know what they liked about me.

I also took a tour of the Vocational School where the auditions were being held. I have been dreaming of going there since I was a child, when I would see commercials late at night when I had insomnia. I have always been interested in writing and media in all of it’s various forms.

I have a friend who is a producer and he encourages me quite a bit, infact if it wasn’t for my monkeybone I don’t believe I could have survived the past year. He told me that he broke into the business by being offered an internship and it was totally unrelated to what he had went to college for. He is very successful today, and has had the opportunity to travel the world, and meet people the average person wouldn’t meet.

I guess what I am at getting at is you have to jump in feet first and get them wet, submerge yourself if you want to learn anything. The key to anything is passion. I have been a writer all of my life, as well as an entertainer, it runs through my veins. I will never give up, no matter how many times I get knocked down. No one should give up, Monkeybone picked me up and dusted my butt off whether he knows it or not, and there are plenty more out there like him. Good people, who believe in eachother, willing to believe in you until you can believe in yourself.